Year's dark days arrive
Our home becomes
all hours, all places,
immersed in winter's shade
* * *
The hour of birds
Dominion theirs
Magpies, crows,
Dark-winged birds
About their business
Squawking lorikeets
Perched above in rightful protest
Of a fox like me
But they are too pretty to eat
* * *
Night comes early
Blending shade and light
Earth and air, water falling
Guides our path
Charges, exultant
Wanting to reach out
Call to lightning
But not yet
Our home becomes
all hours, all places,
immersed in winter's shade
* * *
The hour of birds
Dominion theirs
Magpies, crows,
Dark-winged birds
About their business
Squawking lorikeets
Perched above in rightful protest
Of a fox like me
But they are too pretty to eat
* * *
Night comes early
Blending shade and light
Earth and air, water falling
Guides our path
Charges, exultant
Wanting to reach out
Call to lightning
But not yet
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Date: 2008-05-01 11:45 (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2008-05-01 23:39 (UTC)From:Hurrah for winter.